I've been going through a rough time. Not a real, genuine, my life sucks rough time, nothing so serious as that. I told Deb weeks ago, I was what I diagnosed as 'e-depressed'. Whenever I thought about blogging I got real sad. You might laugh, but it was because of my trip log. I lost my f-ing trip log. Still haven't found it, which is a pisser, because as I wrote in it every night I thought of what it was going to be like to post it on here. I think I am just getting over it now. But, like the loss of a loved one, the pain never really goes away, it just gets dull and you learn to live with it.
Laugh it up - I was attached to that trip log.
So, basically I was in e-mourning, feeling like no entries could ever replace those I was going to write so what was the point in writing at all? Well I'm sorry blog. I missed you. Do you think we could be friends again? I'm not asking for a lot, just a few entries here and there to see how it goes. . . I'm pretty sure no one is reading any more anyway. They actually think I'm dead this time, a couple of them have said so.
Who knows, I might find that trip log one day, and any way a lot of funny shit's happened since I stopped writing, so it's become somewhat criminal of me not to share it.
As before, I won't try to sum it all up, it will just eventually come out. I have 2 courses on the go right now, which aren't really all that bad, and they're interesting which is a change. They involve presentations, which I have no issues with.
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ke 25-30 every day, I'm pretty sure the average of september was higher than july or august's, so I was out there riding every day. A reintroduction of biking into my life happened when I went up to camp for a weekend in early sept. and led mountain biking as an activity and thought "now why the shit would I give up a thing like this for about a year?" I couldn't come up with a good answer to that question so I came home, fixed my bike and gave it. Now it's getting a little cold for that sort of thing. So what's happened? Well our house configuration has changed, we lost a Graeme and gained a Laura. So that's Laura right there, and in the back ground there is some girl lying on top of some guy in the fucking parking lot to this hike we were doing with our friend Jenn. Why were those two being so inappropriate? We may never know. We do know that they didn't belong on a hiking trail. At one point as we walked we saw them coming the other way, draped over each other as much as you could be while still walking. Inexplicably, the girl had terrible music emanating from some orifice of her. We were baffled till they got up close and we saw she had a speaker hanging around her shoulder.
Later in the parking lot we witnessed this little scene, even though there were kids running around. We promptly guessed that the lowered civic with 'performance' exhaust and fuzzy dice in the mirror had to be his. Good for them. She seems like a great girl, especially with those tight neon green pants she had, I was kinda jealous actually.
So last weekend was homecoming, and it was 2 nights of fury. We were running on barely any
sleep, but that didn't stop things from getting ridiculous on saturday. No siree! Actually much the opposite I think. It was a good crowd that I hadn't hung out with in that combination in quite some time, so I was pretty happy with the situation. We ended up on aberdeen, which is no surprise really, and it was glorious as it always is. It was actually blurry out, it's not just an artifact of the picture. I realise I've said that before, but it just feels like it's true, and I'm a bit rusty at blogs so throw me a frickin' bone here. So highlights of things that happened. . . well there are many but let me leave you with these two:
We were walking down Princess St. when who do we run into? Twin brother of Bob Davies, Brian. It was a blast, Brian and I have met before, so it was nice to talk, and I think we felt like we knew each other. He because Bob and I are good friends so I'm sure I'm in a couple of stories, me because he looks almost exactly like bob. If he walked in here right now and pretended to be him he'd have me fooled for at least 30 seconds. That's a long time to be fooled if you really think about it. Anyway. Here's why this is gold. I was with Chris Anderson and his twin brother Bill, two of my closest f
riends. When Chris saw Brian, not knowing he was a twin, he thought he was looking at Bob Davies. He grabbed him in a big bear hug, slapped him on the back, probably threw in a few insults just for comradery, and was totally thrown off by Brian's cold disposition. I was laughing so hard I could hardly explain, and every time I tried Chris would cut in with something like "I know this guy, I've met him!" When I finally calmed down enough I got the words out and Chris couldn't believe it. Then I pointed at Bill and Brian lit up a little bit. The gloriousness of the whole things was that Bill and Chris constantly have to put up with people getting them mixed up, and they're so jaded by the whole thing and have no tolerance for it. It was so refreshing to see one of them get screwed at their own game. Chris was pretty excited "So we're the saaaaaaame!"
Here is the other highlight. Moments before we got out onto the street and that run-in happened, we were up in this apt. with a whole bunch of people just givin' her. Everyone was dancing in that tiny crib, I thought the walls were going to blow off that humpty bumpty. So my friend Blake, who I haven't seen in forever, was just ripping up the dance floor. I couldn't help but think how he had this friend that does the most ridiculous dances every time there's music, and how Blake and friends have secretly conspired to make a montage of it to show to him at some future time. I watched Blake just dropping the needle and I was thinking "doesn't he deserve a montage of his own?". So I started taping, segment after segment, and it only took about 3 songs worth of clips, and then filming him repeatedly till I got him doing something that would make a good ending. It took about 15 minutes max and I had my incriminating footage. I was so excited the next day when I got home I had to make the montage right away. I posted it on YouTube and sent it out to everyone, and here is the best part:
Well, screw it, I'll quote Blake in his email to me. The planets must have aligned for this to happen, because Derek and I tried to reproduce it and we couldn't get it.
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Marcus,
I don't know if I should kiss you or punch you in the mouth...hahah wow. The best part about this whole thing is that this morning my dad sent lee a youtube clip of some Queen's engineers charging the footbal game this weekend...at the end youtube suggested a other videos to watch and yours was one of them... so he randomly found and sent it around to the whole family. hahaha
man that is priceless, the best part is that it was only 9:30
I hope you had a good weekend
Blake
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So without further ado, here is the video
After over a year or two (who's counting) of blogging you know what I've discovered? The shittiest blog titles result from typing the title before the entry. That is an idiot move and I should stop doing it. I think if I paid attention I'd notice that I actually change the titles after I finish typing, but this time I'm leaving it to teach myself a lesson. What has been up? Well I have been doing some reading and biking, and some having of fun, that is what has been up with me. This week I got up for 10:00 class and was chagrined to find out it was cancelled. I forgot. Now I'm in the process of finding out if next week is cancelled too, cause this neuro conference is coming up and I don't know when. . . wait I think I know how to find out. One sec. Nope, no idea.
pay cut. I am also part of the reason now mammalian physiology doesn't get the attention it deserves, which you'd think would be some kind of moral conflict. . . nope. 
pay cut. I am also part of the reason now mammalian physiology doesn't get the attention it deserves, which you'd think would be some kind of moral conflict. . . nope. 
